The foundation is stumped, the attack is not taught

更新时间:2014-3-1813:30:57本章字数:5639

"It's getting late, let's go home. But I have to change clothes first, can you accompany me to the gymnasium?" Lin Hao got up and pulled up his shirt. Supplies are still left in the lounge of the Taekwondo Hall.

"Trouble!" Gu Xihe frowned, "I'll wait for you here."

Lin laughed a bit, and nodded sideways.

The moment the door was closed, Gu Xihe suddenly rushed up and raised his foot to block the crack in the door.His eyebrows gradually tightened, and he swallowed and said: "Lin Hao, if I always listen to you in the future, can you accompany me to study abroad?

I'm going to tell my parents that money is not a problem—" Even under the tone of discussion and begging, the man's rebellious eyes refused to reveal a soft stance.

"Xihe," Lin Hao called his name softly, with a gentle voice but with non-negotiable determination: "You should know, after all, I can't stay in the Gu family forever. And I'm an adult, how can I ask Mr. and Mrs. to confess I study..."

"OK." Gu Xihe let out a careless smile: "Whatever you want."

Lin Hao turned around and went downstairs, the familiar smell of sweat still lingered in the ambiguous atmosphere that had just ended.Gu Xihe reached into the pocket of his jeans, and gently straightened the uncomfortable stiffness.

He leaned his stubbornness and powerlessness against the back of the door: Lin Hao, do you want to run away from me because you hate what I do to you?

All the 'no's you've said to me over the years add up to a truckload.

I am not allowed to smoke, saying it is unhealthy; not allowed to cheat, saying it is immoral; not allowed me to fight, saying it is uncivilized.

But for this kind of thing, you are fully capable of pushing me away easily, but why don't you ever resist?

The last ray of the setting sun shone towards the clean campus shade, dense light spots projected from among the leaves, illuminating the long figures of two men.

Lin Hao followed Gu Xihe at a distance of half a meter, the breeze that had just passed through the heat occasionally broke through the gap between them, and the white school uniform shirt twitched and twisted lightly, like the illusion of holding hands.

"Lin Hao," Gu Xihe suddenly stopped: "I forgot to take something."

"what?"

"The blue insulated lunch box is on the table in the infirmary." Gu Xihe put his hands in his pockets, and his face was full of natural urges: "Go back and get it."

"Oh, I'll be back as soon as possible." The man turned and ran back.Under the setting sun, that pair of white eyes would freeze the boy's eyes for so long.

"Yo, isn't this Young Master Gu?" The gentle male voice was like a toad coming out of the sewer, making Gu Xihe paralyzed and nauseated.

He lazily turned around, glanced at the man in front of him with one-third of his eyes, but let out a disgusted sound from his nasal cavity, and didn't talk to him.

"Young Master Gu is more indifferent than before. Did he cut his neck with a kitchen knife and hurt his facial nerves? Ha—" The man smiled proudly and provocatively, thinking that the unusual school broadcast this afternoon was enough to make Gu Xihe Accidentally become the laughing stock of others.

"Song Ting, talk too much nonsense, it's easy to bite your tongue." Gu Xihe hated him, just like he hated himself.

Turning around to leave, but Song Ting grabbed his shoulder: "I haven't finished talking—"

"Let the fart go."

"I heard that Mrs. Gu has already contacted you with the Rioston Business School in California, USA. It's really depressing. It seems that I have to endure you for a long time." Song Ting leaned closer, and a pair of slender eyebrows looked at Gu Xi He's cheek wandered and looked around.

"It's me who is depressed." Gu Xihe bit down a few words fiercely.

"In other words, the old men of our two families have been fighting for so many years, and everyone in the industry knows that the Gu family and Song He are divided equally." Song Ting grabbed Gu Xihe's arm more and more tightly: "As for Gu Shao, there is Are you not ready to face me?"

"I'm not interested in managing my family's company. If you can persuade my dad to sell Gu's to your family, it's too late for me to thank you! Let go—" Gu Xihe turned around a little hard, and the injury on his collarbone was painful .

"Young Master Gu is scared? Hehehe, it is said that the Gu family is a rich dude, and the mountains of gold and silver are ruined for three generations. It seems that it is not groundless."

"Let go—" Gu Xihe suddenly became sullen, turned around and punched Song Ting without warning.

"Heh, it's just so little strength!" Song Ting sneered: "I have no big brains, and I can't lift my hands, so I can only do maid work in the kitchen? Oh no - I can cut my own neck off by cooking a dish." Well, I think Young Master Gu can't be called a dandy, at most he's a waste!"

Gu Xihe's eyes were almost red with annoyance, he broke away from Song Ting's hand with a loud shout, and threw himself on it as if desperately.

"Master Xihe!" He was hugged tightly around the waist, and Lin Hao's strong arms restrained him in all actions: "He is just teasing you, and he will lose if he strikes."

Gu Xihe let out a fierce breath: "Song Ting, I warn you to stay away from me."

"Master Song's family," Lin Hao walked up to Song Ting, "Master Xihe is in a bad mood today, if you have anything to do, you can come to visit the mansion another day. I'm really sorry——"

"Get out!" Song Ting swung his fist, Lin Hao nimbly dodged and clamped his wrist.

"Young master of the Song family, please respect yourself." Lin Hao's wrist strength should not be underestimated, and Song Ting couldn't break free for a while.

"You are just a lowly servant. Young masters are talking, do you have a place to intervene?" Song Ting glanced at Lin Hao with contemptuous eyes: "I don't believe it, you really dare to do something to me."

The five fingers gradually loosened their strength, and the firmness in Lin Hao's eyes did not fade in the slightest, but the expression on his face slowed down for a moment.

"A servant should act like a servant!" A resounding slap hit Lin Hao's fair and handsome cheek.His glasses were tilted to one side, and red marks instantly appeared on his face.

"Lin Hao..." At first, Gu Xihe was surprised why Lin Hao didn't hide, but immediately all reason was annihilated by the anger that burned his brain.

"Song Ting! I'll kill you—" Gu Xihe ran into the arrogant man in front of him like a black panther on the hunt.He used the iron head to throw the opponent a big somersault, completely ignoring the price of blood for it.

"Master Xiga!"

Gu Xihe covered the bursting knife edge with his hand, and stared at Song Ting who was sitting on the ground with an incredulous expression: "Get out of my sight!"

"Hmph, so you're quite kind!" Song Ting looked at the blood-soaked Shura boy in front of him, turned his eyes lightly, and stood up: "It's not like when I was a child, I only hid behind this nanny and nurse, right? . " He looked at Lin Hao at the side ambiguously, and then turned around triumphantly.

"Get out!" Gu Xihe yelled, furrowing his eyebrows, the salty moisture sticking to the palm of his hand made him, who was already a bit of a clean freak, feel uncomfortable all over.He stared fiercely at Song Ting's leaving back, and for a moment had the urge to take off his arm and smash him to death.

"Xihe!" Lin Hao raised his eyes, only to see that the man's shoulder collar shirt was blood red.He took a breath, and the insulated lunch box in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"You—" Gu Xihe blurted out, "I did this—"

"Don't worry about this!" Lin Hao supported Gu Xihe: "Hurry up and go back to the infirmary."

"It's okay, it's stopped." Gu Xihe lowered his eyes, looking at the lunch box on the ground.He shrugged his shoulders slightly, wiped his hands on the lapel of his shirt, and then bent over to pick up the lunch box.

"Let me come." Lin Hao squatted down: "People like Song Ting are just trying to provoke—"

"Why don't you hide!" Of course, Gu Xihe knew that it was absolutely impossible for Lin Hao to avoid that slap.

"He was always provocative. If I hide from him, he will be even more irritated. Besides, a slap in the face won't do anything. It will cause trouble for you." Lin Hao shook his head and said gently.

"You bastard, don't you have dignity?" Gu Xihe spat, "You don't mind being slapped in front of others, do you?"

"But... Xihe, you are not someone else." Lin Hao raised his head, and smiled warmly under the setting sun, drawing a deep meaning between his eyebrows and eyes.Immediately, he frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on Gu Xihe Youchang's wound: "Is it really all right? There was a lot of blood... In fact, even if there was a real conflict, Song Ting would not be able to hurt me. You shouldn't have rushed forward."

"Fart, beating a dog depends on the owner!"

This metaphor was aptly used, but it really insulted Lin Hao from head to toe, and the two of them laughed together when they realized it.

"By the way, let's see what delicious food you made—" Lin Hao sat on the bench and lifted the lid of the blue lunch box by himself!

"Don't look! This is a failed product - I think you'll have diarrhea if you smell it!" Gu Xihe was about to stop it, but it was too late.

A lump of sticky noodles had obviously turned into lumps from being left unused for too long. The soup had dried up, and some barely recognizable slices of boiled fish lay cold and lonely on the surface of the noodles.

Lin Hao's eyes were sour, and his memories flowed backwards.

Every birthday from as long as I can remember, his father, who is a senior chef, would make him a bowl of fried fish noodles.Until a few months ago, my father finally passed away after suffering from cancer for two years.

So on his birthday, Lin Hao cooked himself a bowl of instant noodles, hid in the small room and ate silently in front of his father's portrait.That bowl of instant noodles was spicy and bitter, I don't know if there was some bitterness mixed with tears.

He probably didn't notice Master Xiga who was standing outside his room door at that time, he just watched silently for a while and then left quietly.

"Siga..."

"You..." Gu Xihe turned his face away: "What's your expression? It's like a promise with your body!"

"Thank you." Lin Hao held the lunch box to his chest.

"Thank you, I'm feeding dogs, not you!"

"It's worth being a dog once you can eat the dog food prepared by Master Xihe himself." Lin Hao smiled and picked up his chopsticks.

"Can...can you swallow it?" Gu Xihe looked at Lin Hao's usual indifferent expression, and knew that even if he was given poisonous poison, he might not be able to distort his good-looking facial features for a while.

"It must be incomparable to Lin Bo's craftsmanship. He has been in the Gu family for 12 years, and our family will never forget the taste of his cooking." Gu Xihe turned his face sideways, watching the man eat.

"Don't you want to try it?" Lin Hao raised his head, his eyes blurred with a smile.There was half a noodle hanging from the corner of her thin and elegant lips, the scene was warm and funny.

Gu Xihe suddenly leaned forward, bit his lips and lingered for a few seconds, then sucked the noodles into his mouth with a slur!

Lin was so shocked that he almost choked into his trachea - Gu Xihe had never kissed himself except when he was forgetting himself in bed!

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